A little blond boy with violet eyes sat alone in the grass. He was no more than 5 years old. He seemed to be lonely, but he didn't mind. After all, he is used to it. He held his white teddy bear close and gazed at the sky. Suddenly he felt a small hand land on his shoulder and looked up to see a boy about his height. He had silver hair and red eyes, with little white horns utop his head and large white bat-like wings and a tail. The little violet eyed boy looked startled from seeing such a creature and scooted a bit away from the other.

"Who are you? You aren't gonna hurt me, are you?"

The creature chuckled and shook his head. "Nah. I wanna be your friend! Can I?"

The blond once again looked surprised. A scary looking creature was asking to be his friend! He honestly didn't know wether to trust the other guy or not. Maybe he was really nice? But he could also be really evil. 'You never know...' He thought. He made his decision. He will befriend the creature. "O-okay. We can be friends. But if you don't mind me asking... What are you?"

The creature chuckled again. "Isn't it obvious? I'm a white demon! I'm the awesomest demon you could ever meet! So what's your name, kid?"

"I-I'm Matthew. Aren't demons evil?" Matthew tilted his head, looking at the strange white demon.

The other shrugged. "It really depends. Not all demons are as bad as you think. Like me. I'm not evil, I'm just awesome! Oh I'm Gilbert by the way. Pleasure to meet you." Gilbert smiled and held out his hand to Matthew, who shyly took it. Gilbert shook his hand vigorously and had a really strong grip.

"So Gilbert, why do you wanna be my friend? I'm no one special. Nobody notices me either."

The demon looked at the boy strangely. "How could someone not notice you? You are the most noticeable person there is! And I wanted to be your friend because you seem awesome and lonely."

Matthew smiled at this. For a demon, Gilbert seemed like a really nice guy. "I like you, Gilbert. You're really nice"

Gilbert smiled back at him. "Well, I am awesome you know!" He chuckled and sat down next to Matthew, gazing at the sky with him.

~X~ Ten Years Later ~X~

A fifteen year old boy was sitting on his bed, reading a book. He was home alone, for his parents had decided to go on an outing, doing who knows what. Probably another one of their dates. Francine and Arthur are their names. He loved his parents dearly and always got along with them.

Matthew suddenly heard a loud crash. He put the book down and sighed. He headed to the kitchen where the noise came from and found Gilbert toppled onto the ground with a bag of flour next to him that had spilled everywhere, including all over the demon, who was smiling sheepishly. Just as Matthew had expected. Gilbert was getting into trouble again. The blond rolled his eyes and picked up the bag of flour and put it back on the shelf. "Gilbert," He sighed, "Just what do you think you were doing?"

Gilbert grinned. "Well, Mattie, you always make me delicious pancakes, so I wanted to surprise you and make some for you myself!"

Matthew placed the palm of his hand on his forehead and sighed again. "Do you even know how to make pancakes, Gil?"

The demon's smile dropped. "No..."

"Then why even attempt if you couldn't do it in the first place?"

"Well, uh... I've seen you do it so many times that I thought that maybe I could try?" Gilbert flashed Matthew another sheepish smile.

Matthew shook his head and made a small smile in amusement. "Alright, go clean this up. I'll make you some pancakes since you seem to want them so badly."

Gilbert nodded and got up, walking to the pantry to grab the broom, trailing flour footprints behind him. Matthew chuckled softly as Gilbert groaned in frustration when he accidentally spread the mess further around.